Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine — Volume 53, No. 332, June, 1843 by Various
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answered: "I see only the dawn of wine on your cheek--good-night,
Ammalát!" "Up, I tell you! The dead must quit their graves to meet the new-comer whom I have promised to send to keep them company!" "Why, brother, am I dead?... Even the _forty Imaums_[26] may get up from the burial-ground of Derbénd--but I will sleep." [26] The Mussulmans believe, that in the northern burial-ground of Derbénd, are buried the forty first true believers, who were martyred by the idolaters. "But you love to drink, Giaour, and you must drink with me." "That is quite another affair. Pour fuller, _Allah verdi_![27] I am always ready to drink and to make love." [27] God gave--Much good may it do you. "And to kill an enemy!... Come, some more! A health to the devil!--who changes friends into mortal enemies." "So be it! Here goes, then, to the devil's health! The poor fellow wants health. We will drive him into a consumption out of spite, because he cannot make us quarrel!" "True, true, he is always ready for mischief. If he had seen Verkhóffsky and me, he would have thrown down his cards. But you, too, will not, I hope, part from me?" |
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